The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 139: A Beautiful Wife is Difficult to Treat (1)
"Eh!"

In the tea house, there was one sigh after another, two tea guests, a pot of tea, barely moving, hey, who cares about drinking tea now.

"Hey!" Tea guest A continued to sigh.

"Why, have you lost a lot?"

It hurt my foot, and the tea customer cursed: "Damn it, I put my wife in it, and now I lost it all."

The people who agreed also had a miserable expression on their faces: "It's not just you. When the Ecstasy Grotto opened, how many people bought Mr. Rong Sheng, and they didn't expect that it was either a pie or a trap. With one company of ten, which one would go bankrupt? Who didn't vomit blood, and all went into the vault of the Rapture Cave."

The tea guest's tone was vulgar and contemptuous: "Who would have thought that Shang Rong is actually the concubine of the Ninth Young Master. It is likely that the two of them teamed up to deceive people. Grandma's, two Long Yang, really fucking unlucky."

"That's right, bad luck!"

As soon as the words of abuse were finished, there was a sudden scream in the teahouse.

"what!"

"Ah...ah..."

Shocking screams, suddenly, the small teahouse fell silent, and everyone was dumbfounded, only to see the two people in the teahouse who had sternly cursed just now were lying on the ground, embracing each other, their faces twisted and hideous, bleeding from seven holes.

insanity!It's Gu!

"what!"

Immediately, in the tea house, the tea drinkers ran around. In a panic, I saw a man in black slowly getting up. All kinds of Gu.

As he approached, with a distance of dozens of steps, the man stared at him coldly, with no temperature fluctuation in his eyes.

The two screaming while holding their heads on the ground suddenly fell silent. They raised their eyes, but they couldn't see their eyeballs. Blood was bubbling from two bloody holes.

"What do you want, what are you going to do?" When the man opened his mouth, his mouth was full of blood, which spewed out in large mouthfuls, dark red to black.

The blood spread, and the air was filled with a disgusting stench.

The man stepped on the blood on the ground and took a few steps closer. His handsome face was like carved porcelain jade, beautiful, but lifeless and warm.He stretched out his hand and opened his lips: "Pass." After a while, he said another word coldly, "Come."

When the words fell, the two people on the ground screamed and spit out a mouthful of black blood. In the black blood, Gu worms squirmed and slowly crawled towards the boy. The boy looked at the blood worm wriggling in his palm, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Please, please, spare, spare your life." The man on the ground, his face covered with blood, curled up on the ground and twitched.

The man closed his eyes, fiddled with the dark Gu in his palm with his fingers, parted his thin lips lightly, casually, he said.

"Humiliate her."

Four words, one word at a time, the speech speed is extremely slow, the words fall, and the murderous look is intense.

The people on the ground lost their eyes, and their blood-stained hands groped the ground, winding scarlet marks all over the ground.

"die!"

As soon as the words fell, the man flicked his sleeves, and the man who was sobbing on the ground twitched. After a moment, it turned into a pool of blood. In the blood, there were faint movements, which were barely visible.

People went to the empty teahouse, the stench spread throughout the air, the man stood with his hands behind his back, Mu Guang's side face couldn't melt into a gleam of light, picked up the worn-out bag, and turned around.

The woman's voice came suddenly: "He just came here."

The voice is soft, lazy, with a smile.Man, stamp your feet.

Looking against the light, the woman leaned against the door and smiled, as if joking, with a deep sense of playfulness: "It's been a long time since I saw you, but you are still so bloody." The woman raised her brows slightly, and the green vines on her forehead were entwined and clinging to the corners of her eyes, she was so enchantingly beautiful .

Green clothes, vines on the forehead, who else in the world besides the poisonous Liren?

The man's extremely young face was white and cold, without any waves, and he opened his lips: "None." After a moment, another word, still indifferent, "Close."

Li Ren pretended to be angry: "It's heartless, no matter how you say it came out of the same door." As she said that, she approached, her green skirt fluttering, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground, her eyebrows frowned, Li Ren Exclaimed, "You are so bloody, my skirt is stained."

As soon as the green figure approached, the man retreated three steps: "Say."

Across a distance of tens of steps, the man's alienated eyes, helpless, shrugged his shoulders, and stayed still: "I only have one sentence." There was no half-joking, the light of the eyes reflected a faint green, and the words were serious, she said. , "Don't be like me."

He was silent, with dark eyes and a little bit of light, like a stormy sky, with large swathes of blackness.

Liren called him, Weisai eagerly said, "Liran."

The man's dark eyes drooped and he didn't answer.

At that time, she asked, "What's your name?"

He was silent.

The woman scratched her hair, seemed distressed, and muttered: "Why don't you even know your name, what a silly child."

He was still silent.

"Wubu." When the woman smiled, her eyes were crooked, "You will call it Wubu from now on."

The man lifted his icy eyes and said, "Five steps."

Li Ren sneered.

It is said in the world that the poison of Gu is free, three points as ugly as a pixiu, and three points as ruthless as Yama.

Rumors, but only rumors.Who would have guessed that the eyes of a young man with a weak crown hide the most terrifying Gu in the world?Who would have expected, but he had already forgotten his one cup of Gu.

She couldn't laugh, and there was sarcasm in the corner of her mouth: "You almost forgot who you are."

He said, insult her, die.She knew that this man had already forgotten who he was.

He was reticent, but she still said: "Tell me, I am for him, you are for her, what will happen to us."

The man didn't speak, turned around and walked away.

He is not Liran, Liran will not let go of his burden easily, he is five steps.

She looked at the man's back and said to herself: "I have a hunch that it will be miserable."

Later, after a long, long time, she realized that it turned out that she was already doomed.

It's also October's youthful day, the tea house is full of blood, and in the ecstasy cave, there are sweet laughter.

No, today, the Rapture Cave is closed and accounts are settled, Rong Qiannian is thinking about his calculations and humming a ditty, very happy.Can you not be happy, how many people's wives have entered their pockets.

"Report." Rong Qiannian didn't have time to look up, focusing on the calculation in his hand.

Beside him, Twelve held the account book and read methodically: "Restaurant, 40, tea shop, 30, gambling house, 89."

On one side, Thirteen was dumbfounded: How much money does this cost?

Xunhua and Wenliu looked at each other and shook their heads: profiteers.

On the table, the Marshal who was eating happily raised his head, blinked his eyes, then lowered his head, and continued to eat lotus paste cake.

Rong Qiannian was calculating quickly while muttering words: "40, 30, 89." He paused, thought for a while, moved his fingers, and added a stroke, "Again Plus the Ecstasy Cave." There was a metallic sound, and Rong Qiannian took a closer look, his eyes sparkling, "Three thousand four hundred and seventy ninety-two thousand!"

(End of this chapter)